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You either wake up productive (i.e before nine) or you dont. Today, i was forced awake at seven to go make my re-entry permit so as to be able to make "multiple journeys in and out of the country for the next ten years". Felt quite relieved, but also shit tired. Predictably, i tried to stall for time before returning home.
I went to get Demon Days, which is brilliant and probably my best buy this year after Bleed Like Me and With Teeth. It's like moodfucked electronica.
I also went to eat bento, which is basically Japanese box lunch. There's some insane control streak in me that loves that box and the way all the food is compartmentalized so i get this inappropriate sense of accomplishment everytime i complete one small section. I tend to consume in a circular pattern too, so the mounds get slowly eroded over the course of the meal instead of being systematically devoured quarter by quarter.
I eventually got home by two, way beyond productivity hour. I've been inorganic since.
I went to get Demon Days, which is brilliant and probably my best buy this year after Bleed Like Me and With Teeth. It's like moodfucked electronica.
I also went to eat bento, which is basically Japanese box lunch. There's some insane control streak in me that loves that box and the way all the food is compartmentalized so i get this inappropriate sense of accomplishment everytime i complete one small section. I tend to consume in a circular pattern too, so the mounds get slowly eroded over the course of the meal instead of being systematically devoured quarter by quarter.
I eventually got home by two, way beyond productivity hour. I've been inorganic since.